The Bloodmoon Curse

Chapter 9 Suspicion Rises

Second week of school. Gypsy was already fed up. Despite being mad about being there, she kinda enjoyed it. Although today, something felt off... There was nobody. No girls giggling about her, no administrators around, not even the multiple groups of friends on the school yard. 'There's something wrong.' Gypsy thought as she walked around cautiously. She walked around the halls, investigating at what could possibly be her own risk. She pulls her long, black hair behind her so she could see better.Gypsy perks as she hears footsteps coming her way. She hides around the corner and sees Trisha. "I swear I heard footsteps from this hallway." Trisha says standing in place.

Gypsy watches closely about what Trisha was gonna do next. "I know you're here. Just come out." Trisha says in an monotone voice. Trisha eventually leaves the hall, staying suspicious about what happened. Gypsy runs to the next building. Which turns out to be Building 16, the Preforming Arts Center. She runs backstage to see empty cases, messy piles of costumes, clothing, and fabric. She looks around frantically because she hid something in here. Her Bowie knife. She looks through all the empty cases, piles of costumes, clothing, and fabric. She couldn't find it.

Trisha pulls out Gypsy's Bowie knife and runs her fingers gently across the blade. "She won't be needing this anytime soon." Trisha says with an evil smirk going across her face as she puts the knife in the trash. Trisha walks off of school grounds and back home, giggling.